Rules of Bennett: The Complete Collection

by Ember Michaels

  "I feel like that kid has grown so much lately," Bennett said with a sigh as he sat down next to me.

  I nodded slowly. "It'll seem that way when you're always busy."

  My words drew a sigh from him as he moved to the edge of his seat. "Yeah. I'm definitely gonna have to work on that."

  "We need to talk about some things," I said, holding my hand up when he opened his mouth to speak. "Not just about what happened tonight. A lot of things."

  He blew out a breath and sank back into the couch. "Okay. What do you want to talk about first?"

  I dropped my gaze to my nervous hands. "Well, what happened tonight really solidified some things for me. I meant what I said earlier when I mentioned how I needed to figure out what it was that I wanted."

  "So, you're really considering divorce," he said, his tone flat. I could hear the frown that was probably on his face without even looking at him.

  "It's not completely off the table, no," I admitted before finally meeting his frustrated gaze. "I have a few stipulations that you'll need to agree to before—"

  "Stipulations? Why the fuck are there stipulations?" he interrupted, his voice hard. I only stared at him, causing him to tighten his jaw as he exhaled deeply. "Sorry. Go ahead."

  "Thank you. As I was saying there are a few stipulations you'll have to agree to before I agree to come back home."

  "So...if I don't agree to them, you'll...what? Stay here until I do?" he asked sarcastically.

  "I'll file for divorce," I said, my tone flat. He swallowed hard at the mention of divorce and nodded slowly. That same glimpse of fear appeared in his eyes at the mention of me leaving, just as it did when he confessed that he was afraid to lose me. At least now I had his attention.

  "So, what are the stipulations?"

  "Well," I started. "The first thing I want to happen is that we move out of that house."

  His brows furrowed in confusion. "Why? We're highly protected there and it's easy to work—"

  "That's exactly the problem, Bennett. You see the house as a place to work. Do you know how many times you've been home, but I don't have access to you because you're either locked in your office or a conference room downstairs 'working' the moment you get home?"

  He was quiet for a minute before he nodded. "Okay, I can see that."

  "Besides, I want to be able to walk around my house without a bunch of men wandering around. If I want to walk around naked or have you fuck me on the kitchen counter, I want to be able to do that without worrying about security walking in on us."

  "Oh, I'm not worried about having an audience while I fuck you," he said with a grin, wrapping his arms around me and leaning in for a kiss.

  I pressed my hands against his chest and frowned. "I'm serious, Bennett. We can't live in that house because you don't know how to separate work and home life when you do all of it under one roof. Not to mention, I want a house that doesn't have traumatic memories in it, somewhere we can create our own memories in."

  "I hear you, babe. If that's what you want, we can do that." He planted a kiss on my neck, sending chills up and down my spine. "What else?"

  I cleared my throat and pushed him back once more, as I definitely didn't need him trying to distract me. "You need to set work hours for yourself. Even if you have something unexpected that has to be dealt with immediately, you wait until after dinner and after your son is put to bed. No more of us not seeing or talking to you much for days at a time."

  "But—"

  "This is very important to me, Bennett. I don't want to have to do stupid shit just to get your attention and fight with you. Even if we can't sleep together every night because you have things you have to handle, at least have dinner with me and put your son to bed. I know you have a lot on your shoulders right now, so I won't add 'you have to fuck me every night' to my list of stipulations," I said with a grin, coaxing a deep chuckle from him. "But I do want to share more of this parenthood journey with you and feel like a real family despite all the chaos around that."

  "I understand, baby. I will make sure that having dinner with you and helping with Liam's bedtime routine is always on my schedule. Anything else can wait."

  "I guess we'll see if you stay true to that when you're back to work," I mumbled.

  "I promise you I'll keep my word on this."

  I frowned. "You've been blowing off a lot of promises lately, so what makes this so different?"

  "Because I don't want to come home to find you gone permanently," he murmured, gazing at me with sad eyes.

  "Well, that should be enough motivation for you to do what you need to do then," I said softly, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.

  "Anymore stipulations, gorgeous?"

  I moved a little closer to him, allowing him to wrap his arms around me. "Just communicate with me when things come up. It's like you think I'm a mind reader who automatically knows when something is wrong or things change and then you get frustrated with me when I get upset and accuse me of not being supportive or understanding. I can't support or understand things I don't know," I said.

  His thumb caressed my hip as he nodded. "Yeah, I know. I was actually thinking about that on the way here. Neither of us know what the other is going through because we haven't sat down and talked about anything. To me, I figured you were busy with the wedding stuff and were just upset that I couldn't make all the appointments—"

  "You haven't gone to a single appointment actually," I reminded him flatly.

  He gave me an apologetic smile. "Right. And I'm sorry. But I guess I was too busy to notice how much this really affected you." His eyes searched my face for a moment before his hand rested on my cheek. I flinched away from him when his thumb stroked the sore part of my cheekbone. "I'm sorry about this."

  I swatted his hand away and shook my head. "It's fine."

  "It's not."

  "I'm fine, Bennett. Everyone told me it was a bad idea to provoke you when you'd already been on edge, so I'm not surprised that it happened."

  "It doesn't matter how upset I am. There's no reason for me to put my hands on my wife if I'm not bringing her pleasure," he said, frowning at me. "Anyway, I'll do whatever I need to do in order to show you that I'm serious about keeping my word. Tonight is the first and last time I wanna come home and see you and my son gone."

  "Well, your actions will dictate that," I murmured.

  "Yeah, I know." His eyes dropped down to the swells of my breast before he licked his lips and met my gaze again. "I truly am sorry, baby."

  "I know. I'm sorry, too."

  "Can I have a kiss then?"

  I tapped my chin, pretending to mull over his question. "I don't know. I don't think you deserve one after all you've put me through lately."

  "I can make it up to you if you'll let me," he said, his voice dropping lower as his arm tightened around me while his hand skimmed up my thigh.

  "I don't think I gave you permission to touch me," I breathed.

  He smirked at me. "Do you want me to stop, gorgeous?" I bit my lip as his hand disappeared under my nightgown, a chuckle falling from his lips when his fingers skimmed across my bare hip. “Seems like you came in here with a plan, Mrs. Moreno.”

  I grabbed his wrist to stop his hand from traveling elsewhere. “I just wanted to be comfortable. I haven’t slept in panties in a while anyway.”

  “I think you’ll be more comfortable on my dick,” he said, lust lacing his voice as he leaned toward me.

  “I’m not going to reward you for being an asshole to me tonight,” I reminded him, but he wasn’t trying to hear it. I firmly pressed my hands against his chest until he flopped back down on the chair with a sigh.

  “So, you’re just going to tease me all night then?”

  “Tease you? I haven’t done anything to you yet.”

  He cut his eyes at me and smirked. “So, you think I’m supposed to sit here and not touch you when your bare pussy is literally calling my name right now?”

  I playfull
y rolled my eyes. “Don’t be delusional, drama king. You only know that because you had your hand somewhere it didn’t belong.”

  “Do you hear that?” He cupped his ear and frowned. I listened but had no idea what the fuck he was talking about.

  “Hear what?”

  “That. Just now. Listen.” His brows furrowed, which made me wonder what the fuck he was referring to.

  “What the hell are you—”

  “Shh!” he hissed, still listening. My heart raced a little faster as I looked around, wondering if he’d heard something that could be dangerous. But then he looked at me and grinned. “Sorry, your pussy was begging for me to lick it.”

  I snorted and slapped his arm as he laughed. “You fucking asshole. I thought you were being serious.”

  “I was being serious. You couldn’t hear it?” he asked as he smiled. “It was screaming, ‘Daddy! Daddy! Come lick me! Fuck me! I’m so hungry for a warm cock!’”

  I laughed at the high pitch voice he used, playfully pushing him before I stood to my feet. “You’re a fucking nut job, you know that?”

  “I’m the pussy whisperer,” he said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap. “Except my great powers only works on yours.”

  “Yeah, I’m glad you corrected that,” I said and giggled. I cupped his cheek, my thumb caressing the growing stubble on his jawline. “I’ve missed you.”

  He tightened his arms around me, kissing my forehead. “And I’ve missed you, too. I’m sorry I’ve been a shit husband lately. I swear to you I’ll do better.”

  “I believe you,” I said, giving him a small smile. “I know I haven’t been the easiest to deal with either, so I’m sorry for adding to your stress.”

  “But you were only doing what you were doing because I wasn’t doing what I was supposed to. But I hear you loud and clear.”

  “So…can we start looking for a new place tomorrow?” I asked, batting my eyelashes at him.

  “Yeah, we can call a few realtors to start searching for places we can look at.”

  “Aaaand,” I said, smirking when Bennett playfully rolled his eyes.

  “More stipulations?”

  “No, just…a thought.”

  “I’m listening.”

  “I’ve been thinking…when things calm down with work and everything, maybe we could think about…having another baby?”

  He licked his lips. “We can start practicing right now if you want to,” he murmured, kissing my neck.

  I bit back a moan and slightly pushed him back. “I’m serious, baby.”

  “And so am I. I definitely don’t object to anything that’ll have me balls deep inside of you.”

  “Bennett,” I whined.

  He chuckled. “Alright, I hear you, gorgeous. If you want a baby when shit smooths out, I’ll give you a baby. Should we also get a dog named Lucifer while we’re at it?” he teased.

  “I already have one devil in my life. I think the baby will be fine.”

  “I can deal with that,” he said and yawned.

  “Ready to go to bed?”

  He shook his head and held me a little tighter. “Not yet. I’ve missed holding you. I wanna do it for a little longer.”

  And as I looked up at him, his eyes closed as he rested his head on the back of the couch, our earlier problems fell to the background. We weren’t perfect, but at the end of the day, I was just happy to have the man I fell in love with. After a moment, I grinned. “So, Mr. Pussy Whisperer, what’s it saying now?”

  He released a tired chuckle and opened his eyes as his hand squeezed my thigh. “Is this a way to tease me some more?”

  I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. “Just curious.”

  “Well,” he started as his hand slid up my leg. “It’s saying that I should physically show my wife how much I love and miss her.”

  I repositioned myself to straddle his lap, wrapping my arms around my neck. “Well, you heard her. What are you waiting for?”

  I’d barely gotten my sentence out before Bennett tightened his arms around me and stood to his feet. He kissed me with passion so fierce that it nearly took my breath away as he carried me to the bedroom, his growing cock poking through the opening of his robe and pressed against my throbbing core. I couldn’t even begin to explain how much I’d missed him, especially the intimacy.

  “Wait, maybe we should’ve stayed in the living room. We’re gonna wake Liam,” I whispered once the crib came into view.

  “Then I guess you better keep it down,” he murmured.

  “But I want you to make me scream,” I moaned as he planted kisses along my skin.

  He smiled as he untied the robe and slid it off his broad shoulders, letting it pool on the floor. “Then scream, gorgeous.”

  Before I could even utter another word, Bennett was on his knees with his head between my legs, the feeling of his tongue on my clit nearly taking my breath away.

  “Oh fuck,” I whimpered, biting my lip to stop any other sound from leaving my mouth.

  Bennett looked at me and grinned. “I can’t hear you.”

  “I’m not waking Liam,” I hissed, sitting up on my elbows. I almost cried when he stopped and stood to his feet. “What are you doing?”

  He didn’t respond, only moving over to the crib and slowly rolled it toward the door.

  “Bennett, where the hell are you taking him?” I asked, bouncing off the bed.

  “In the living room. What does it look like?”

  “But he’ll be in there alone! Leave him in here!”

  “If we were in the living room, he would’ve been in here alone, so what’s the difference? Besides, he’ll only be in here long enough for me to take care of you.”

  “Bennett—”

  “Let me explain to you what’s about to happen,” he murmured, wrapping his arm around my waist. “First, I’m gonna make you come on my tongue. And then I want you to come on my cock. And every single time I make you come, I want your voice. Understand?”

  The lust burning in his eyes, the dominance in his tone, and the way his hand moved down my ass and firmly squeezed set my body on fire.

  “I understand,” I whispered.

  He smirked. “I hope you plan on being louder than that.” He nodded toward the bed. “I want you naked and on the bed. Now.”

  He definitely didn’t have to tell me twice.

  BENNETT

  I joined Aurora on the bed, taking her into my arms as I kissed her deeply. The fire had been put out for tonight, but I knew I had a long road ahead of me of making sure I kept her happy. I knew there were a shit ton of things I'd need to do as far as work went in order to clear my schedule to meet Aurora's new demands, but that was something I'd focus on when the time came. I wanted—no, needed—to stay in this moment with her. After losing so many important people in my life, I knew I didn't want to lose her. I knew I didn't want to roll over one day and not see her or Liam. I'd already experienced what it felt like to live without her, and it really fucked me up. I always thought I'd never get another chance at love after losing Stephanie, but I got that and more with Aurora. She made me feel alive again. She gave me a son. I'd made her the queen of my empire and nothing or no one would be more important than them. After tonight's scare, I wouldn't take her and our life together for granted again.

  Her nails lightly scraped along my back, a moan slipping from her lips when I reached between her legs and caressed her clit.

  "Wanna know something?" I asked as I kissed along her jawline.

  "Mmm...what's that, baby?" She slowly rolled her hips for more friction, soft moans leaving her lips as her hands traveled along my body.

  "I think you still should be punished for the fuckery you said to me on the phone."

  Her giggle melted into a moan when I moved my fingers quicker on her clit. "I don't remember what I...mmm...what I said."

  "Oh, you don't?" She groaned when I slipped two fingers inside of her, her walls squeezing my fingers hungrily. "That b
ullshit about you buying a slave to have him fuck you."

  She closed her eyes and smiled. "I guess I was a bad girl, huh?"

  "So fucking bad," I growled as I kissed my way down her chest. Her hips moved on their own as I pumped my fingers into her wet pussy, her moans and sighs of pleasure making my cock twitch. I took her nipple into my mouth and worked my thumb on her clit, my fingers moving quicker.

  "Oh my god," she moaned, her nails digging into my biceps.

  "What do you think your punishment should be, gorgeous?" I murmured, circling her nipple with my tongue.

  Her walls squeezed my fingers as she bucked against my hand. "Mmm...whatever you see fit, baby," she replied softly. I stopped moving my fingers for a minute as I moved over to her other nipple, grinning when her pussy lightly fluttered.

  "Impatient, are we?" I mused, taking her nipple into my mouth.

  She whimpered as she rolled her hips. "Why'd you stop? I was getting close," she whined.

  "But that would be too easy, wouldn't it?" I asked, slowly rubbing her clit with my thumb and not moving my fingers. "It wouldn't be a punishment if I didn't make you work for it."

  "I'm sorry," she moaned, her pussy tightening on my fingers. "I promise I'll be good."

  I smirked. "Mmm...that's what they all say," I murmured and grabbed her throat. Her walls tightened around my fingers when I squeezed her throat, holding her gaze. "This pussy is mine, understand?" I slowly moved my fingers as she squirmed, nodding her head as best as she could. "I can't hear you."

  "Yes," she forced out. I loosened my grip on her throat for a moment to allow her to inhale deeply before tightening my grip again.

  "Say it," I ordered, pumping my fingers faster inside of her.

  "It's yours, baby. My pussy is yours," she whimpered when I loosened my grip again. "God, please just fuck me already."

  I pulled my fingers from her soaking wet pussy and tightly gripped her throat, pulling her up until she was sitting. She whimpered, her lustful gaze locked on me as I brought my face closed to hers.

  "If you ever in your life say that bullshit about someone else fucking you again, I will hurt you,” I murmured as I slightly choked her. Her moan was cut off when I squeezed her throat a little tighter. "Do you understand?" She nodded, her eyes watering. "Good girl. Now, for your punishment. Bad girls who run their mouths get throat fucked. And when I'm done with you, you'll feel the consequences of running your mouth every time you swallow or speak. Understand?"